Strong Arm of the Law

I was listening to the music on the radio (*) I had a feeling that something's not right The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd From the gig that we played that night We pulled into a motorway restaurant Stopped awhile, fooled around But I still had a feeling that something's not right 'Cause we're standing in a whole in the ground Stop, get out (**) We are the strong arm of the law Stop, get out We are the strong arm of the law Into the night came a blue flashing light A blast from the siren to make sure But it came to a stop behind the motorway cop Who'd been tailing us for more than an hour He pulled us out of the car on the side of the road He questioned us one at a time Where is the gear that we know that you use We said the only speed we use is on cars (Repeat **) You should've seen the stupid smirk drop from his face It was a negative exercise The way that we dress and the things that we do They thought it was an easy bust (Repeat *) (Repeat **)